Peerless Daoist

After saying this, the Dharma maniac leaned on his side and angrily cried, "you waste, the gate of the temple has been opened, don't you hurry to start!"

One side of Zhimiao screamed: "master, don't you want to kill this boy?"

"Shut up, talk nonsense, and let you be cannon fodder Zhi Miao angrily exclaimed.

Zhimiao quickly shut his mouth and did not dare to say a word.

The Frenchman stared at the temple in the distance: "this prisoner of dragon mountain is too weird and changeable. The Yin soldiers who just passed through here almost died here. I must escape as soon as possible."

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't hurry!" The Frenchman roared again.

Most of the friars who served as cannon fodder were just the friars who got the first step.

Obviously, the Frenchman still has enough deterrent force here. As soon as his voice spread, many people fought a cold war.

Numerous monks rushed to the gate of the temple, and Lu Yu followed the crowd.

In front of the temple gate is a row of high steps.

On both sides of the gate stood a huge stone statue, but the heads of these stone statues have disappeared, leaving only the body holding the sword in both hands still standing here.

"You go in first, hurry up!" Frantic impatient urge.

The friars, under pressure, just went in.

Everyone has a thick defense method to prevent sudden danger.

"Boy, when you get in there, you'll die." A voice suddenly fell on Lu Yu's ear.

Lu Yu looked sideways, but found that it was Zhimiao. He was staring at him insidiously.

"Then you must pay attention, don't die before you meet me." Lu Yu echoed.

This ECHO, with a trace of Lu Yu's spirit power.

Zhimiao only felt the hum of his head. He couldn't help stepping back a few steps and his ears were bleeding.

Zhimiao's eyes flashed a bit of fright, and did not dare to speak any more, but his eyes were still staring at the landing feather.

Lu Yu is not going to pay attention to Zhimiao.

On the map given by the woman in red, Lu Yu still vaguely remembers the locations of several treasures.

However, Lu Yu did not intend to go to those treasure sites first.

Just then, there was a scream in the distance.

The friar, who was at the front of the line as cannon fodder, had already met the prohibition in the temple.

It seems that someone has touched the array, and a wall suddenly collapses. From there, countless sharp arrows come out and stab at the friars.

On those sharp arrows, it seems that there is still a trace of special spirit of breaking gang. Almost instantly, dozens of people have fallen on the ground, and their flesh and blood are blurred.

The Frenchman yelled: "ladies and gentlemen, before several times, we all ran to 100 meters away and stopped. Next, I'll wait for each other to disperse to find the exit, and see who has a big life! "

Other friars responded in succession, and for a while, the crowd dispersed.

Lu Yu frowned. He felt that this was not an exit at all.

The Daojun who is hiding here doesn't know what he is thinking, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that the strong wind is not accidental. It is likely that the Daojun did it himself.

"It's a bit tricky for such a small star to hide such a strong man." Lu Yu murmured.

He was once the most powerful king of heaven.

Even if he meets a strong man of the same level, he can also face up to and even challenge such a master as Taiqian Tiandi.

But now Lu Yu is just a monk in the mana realm.

Even the weakest Dao Jun can easily kill him now.

"It's better to be careful. Go and see the person first." Lu Yu glanced around cautiously, not using his divine sense, but relying on the direction in his memory, he flew directly past.